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Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. the afternoon glow is brightening in the
bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of pines is
heard in our kettle. let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful
foolishness of things. - The Book of Tea

Wednesday, August 9, 2006

You see, we began with such simplicity. It's like a template that every relationship should have when it starts. So ours was like that too. But what makes our relationship special is actually how much it has grown and matured over the past three years that i have known you.

I live for the night. It's existence is what feeds me, it is the very essence of my being.

Speed exhilirates me. I drove at 80km/hr during my lesson and that little taste will not be enough to sustain me for long.

Damn it, I need my license. Then I'll go to Malaysia and race. Admittedly, I closed my eyes, shrouded in fear when my uncle took us for a ride in his sports car and he drove at 220km/hr but when I'm the one in control, behind the wheel, it'll be different.

Happy National Day y'all.

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